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Wylis decided to start with a survey of the land his castle sat on.
He wanted to check its foundation, if it could handle the construction of a moat. And since it was all big rocks, he only had to use Earthbending to get a feel of it.
Starting from the west side, he slowly walked over the jagged rocks. It really was a strong base, and the rocks made a decent cliff that separated it from the rest of the town. Though it wasn't impenetrable. If someone wanted to climb it, they could.
The base looks strong.
Alone, he headed towards the back of the castle. The empty area there was far bigger than the rest. He reckoned at least three new towers could be added there, but he had no desire to. Rather, he wanted to turn it into a garden as the view from there was wide and soothing.
Pretty strong.
Piece by piece, he surveyed every part. There was no treasure buried there, or else his previous quest would have marked it. He just wanted to ensure everything was safe there.
"Hm? Water?"
When he reached somewhere in the middle of the supposed backyard, he sensed something under the stones. Warm, wet, and soothing.
Quickly, he looked left and right, and then above at the roof of the castle. Once sure that nobody was looking at him, he crouched and grabbed a massive chunk of rock. While he acted as if he was using his hands, he used Earthbending to lift it.
A second stone after that. Then a third, and then a fourth. One by one, he moved a few dozen stones, and finally, he found water. It was filling up, and it was hot.
A fucking hot spring?
Needing to heighten his senses, he quickly removed his boots and used his bare feet to feel the underground. The water was already starting to turn his feet red. But he didn't move and tried to find the source.
Deeper, layer by layer.
Hmm… It's deep.
While he couldn't look as deep as the source, he noticed the trace of water as it rose high.
"Hot! Fuck!"
As soon as he stopped using Earthbending, he felt his feet burning and jumped out of the little pit he had dug. Water had already risen to his knees. It was steaming hot and got hotter with time.
As he wore his boots again, he looked around at the massive stone-filled backyard. And then he looked at the little pit of scorching hot water. Of course, it was too hot to take a bath, but he could dig a new, larger pond beside the little pit and make the pit's scorching water pipe into the larger pond. As long as he planned it, he'd have an excellent outdoor hot spring to take a dip in.
Ladies will love it.
He already imagined the fun times ahead, though he was quick to hide that grin.
To make the thermae successful, he needed to ban guards from patrolling the terrace, seal the doors so tight nobody could go there without his permission. Then build a wooden wall around the bathing pond, maybe a few plants. He could also separate the pit so the maids could directly take water from it in case Wylis and the women wanted to take a bath inside the castle.
Happy with his little survey, he headed back to enter the castle since there was no gate directly leading into the backyard.
I'll need to build a new wall separating the entire backyard. Could also remove all stones and make it a garden.
"M'lord, you have guests."
"..."
Again?
Frowning, he rushed into the outer courtyard, finding Caliburn merrily munching on some carrots. The big boy had recently finished breeding three strong mares. There was also a stagecoach now, and the owner was feeding his horses some water.
"Who is it?" he asked while approaching the castle's main entrance.
"Two of 'em, M'lord. One bore a scar across her face, with a babe at her breast." Said Chett, "The other had hair like fire."
Nodding, he entered the castle and went to the guest area. But it was empty, so he headed to his solar, which was considered a more private and secluded area where only the women could enter in his absence.
Even before he opened the door, he heard laughter coming from inside.
That sounds like…
"...And then he went an' cut down six men with naught but a spoon. A spoon, mind you! Seven save us, can you believe it?"
Wylis entered the solar and digested the two new faces. Well, not new but new to the castle. There she was, Wenda, the perfect mix of soft and mighty, holding onto his son, Simon. Her second pregnancy was noticeable.
And then there was the heartthrob of Winter Town, curvy, large-breasted, even more beautiful than he remembered, red-haired Ros. He had told Wenda to bring her as well since she really helped Wenda during her first pregnancy.
"There he is," Lyanna chirped.
All the women rose to their feet.
Wylis smiled and approached Wenda, receiving her in a warm embrace with his son in her arms. She felt as warm and soft as ever, yet with muscles in the right places. He didn't kiss her, though; he avoided that in Lyanna's presence out of respect.
"You did it," Wenda whispered against his chest. "Lord Wylis Kaiser of Ramsgate. Best I start learning how to curtsey proper now."
Chuckling, Wylis whispered into her ear. "Aye, you'll be doing that a lot… On knees."
Laughing, Wenda stepped back and handed him Simon. Like all of Wylis' kids, he'd grown big. Already a year old and the size of a two-year-old. Eyes blue, hair the same as Wylis, but with a little hint of Wenda in facial shape.
Seeing Simon made him realize how rare daughters were for him. Only one yet.
In silence, he allotted the one Life Point Simon had earned, placing it in Vitality, since the boy was born with negative two.
[Simon (Bastard) - Wenda the White Fawn
Life Points Available - 0]
[Strength - 3/10
Dexterity - 3/10
Intelligence - 1/10
Charisma - 3/10
Vitality - 3+1/10]
"I guess Rhaenys just got a new sibling to play with."
Standing not far away, Rhaenys' eyes glowed in silent approval. She did have so many to play with, after all. Aegon, who had started to crawl, and Magnus, who had also begun to crawl and try to stand. He was sure Simon wasn't far behind. Moreover, Arthria would join in soon.
Better start making some toys for them.
Eventually, he handed the boy back to Wenda and joined them on the seats. But not before giving Ros a simple hug and thanking her for all the help.
"No need, M'lord. You've done plenty more than I have."
What did I do?
Not dwelling on that, he chatted with the women.
"I trust this does not unsettle you, Elia." He looked at the fallen princess. "I have not forgotten what the Kingswood Brotherhood once did. Wenda is not the same woman now."
"What did they do?" asked Lyanna with interest.
Wenda groaned, embarrassment written on her face. "I… I didn't. But Ulmer, Gods take him, when we set on Lady Elia's escort in the wood, he loosed an arrow at Ser Gerold, then snatched a kiss and a few jewels after."
"Kiss? From Elia?" Lyanna eyed the Dornish princess. "What happened then?"
"It was doomed from the start," Wenda scoffed. "The King's men hunted us down. Ser Arthur cut the Brotherhood to pieces, killed our chief right there. I tried to carry on, went after merchants, steered clear o' lords. That was until we faced someone too big for us to handle."
She pointed at Wylis with the last words.
Hearing her brother's name, Ashara perked up. "You met my brother?"
"No, I ran from him," Wenda answered.
"I don't hold it against you." Elia voiced, though her expressions revealed hesitation. "A lot has changed since then."
The women nodded.
"Come on then, Wenda, I'll show you the castle. You and I will be seeing plenty of each other." Lyanna got up, taking Magnus along. "Ashara, Ros, Elia, what about you three? Care to come along?"
Ashara got up quickly with her daughter. Ros also joined, though unsure if she'd get to live there.
"I'll stay here. Jon's sleeping." Elia didn't budge.
Wylis noticed that she had something to talk about. And the way Lyanna gave him the side eye, she noticed it as well.
Moments later, the solar was mostly empty, devoid of noise. Rhaenys had left with the group of ladies since it was fun. Aegon slept, Elia stared at his face, and Wylis looked at the searing hearth.
"May I ask why?"
He looked up at her dusky face. "Depends on what you're asking."
"Why have so many bastards? That Wenda, she's pregnant again, and I presume it's yours?"
"Aye, it is," he said plain enough, not bothering to hide it. "And I mean to have more yet. With Lyanna, with Ashara, and others. I've already sired more than a dozen children."
"..."
Elia's jaw was hanging open in shock. "Y-You're… merely twenty. Why?"
"One and twenty," he said, correcting her. "Maybe one day I'll tell you, when I can trust you as I do Lyanna. It will shake you, that much is certain. Just know this; there will be more children. Many more. Perhaps a hundred."
"..."
"Is…" Elia's lips trembled as she glanced from Aegon to Wylis. "Is that what is required to remain here? Must I… must I bear you childr—"
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